Disclaimer~ I do not own the Mighty Ducks or anything remotely related to
them. Disney does, so please don't sue me.
Author's Note~ Well y'all requested for it, so here it is, the sequel to Dancing in the Rain! I finally got up off of my overworked butt and decided to channel my creative energy into my fan fiction instead of my sketchbook. Thanks for all of your reviews on my first story! I'm glad to hear that y'all liked it so much. Laney Bug, yes there will be kids in here, but not in the way you might think ; ). And I will try to take the swearing out of this one, I guess going to a public high school kinda transforms these words into everyday vocabulary. Hehe sorry if it sucked some of the fun out of DitR. Anyways, review if you want to, say whatever you want to, whether it be constructive criticism or flames. Flames are fun, they help me to set things on fire.but if you read my other story you would already know about my pyro tendencies. Anyways enjoy!
~For the Love of Life~
Chapter One
Mallory was finally enjoying waking up in the morning, especially now that she had someone to wake up next to. She was just lying there, rambling off the days since everything had changed between Wildwing and her.
'Its been three days since my life has changed for the better' she thought 'Three days since we went shopping, since he gave me that necklace, since he kissed me and since he told me that he loved me'
She was in love with Wildwing with every fiber of her being. He had become her world, and it was a whole new experience for her. But with this relationship came so many questions that had no answers, at least not one's that she could answer herself. Every once in a while she asked herself if this was really the path that she wanted to go down, her heart had won her over but her mind was not dying quietly. She looked over at the still form next to her however, and her questions quieted, her mind clouded over with an emotion that she thought she had lost the ability to feel. Her love for him was now unending, and she knew that all her doubts would eventually disappear. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and was startled to feel his arms wrapping around her waist.
"Good morning baby" Wildwing nuzzled his beak into Mal's hair "How long have you been up?" His voice was muffled through her hair.
God how she loved Wing's early morning, messy look. His hair was ruffled and spread out everywhere, his eyes were clouded from sleep, and she could tell that he was trying to shake the cobwebs and haze out of his brain. He pulled her closer to him, her head was resting on top of his neck, his head was still lost in her tangled, disheveled hair.
"Only a few minutes, how about you?" was her reply.
Wing kissed the top of her head.
"A half an hour" he smiled.
She could always tell when he was smiling, it seemed to radiate off of him onto everything around him.
"And what were you doing for a half an hour?"
"Looking at you"
"Why?"
"I needed to convince my self that I'm not dreaming all of this"
"Your logical Wing, I wouldn't think it would take you more than two minutes to figure out that this isn't a dream."
"But ever since I met you, all I ever dreamed about was being here with you. Now that I have you, I need to make sure this is all real, because you are all I'll ever want or need."
Wildwing leaned in and kissed her, pinning her down to the bed. When the kiss broke she just looked up and smiled at him
"Next time you do that, get a tic-tac first" she said playfully.
"Oh, you know just how to ruin a romantic moment don't you?" he teased her back.
"I can't believe I'm touching you", they were on a full-blown teasing war now.
"Ouch hun, that one hurt!" Wing put his right hand over his heart, shifting all of his weight to his left forearm.
He jokingly pretended as if she had seriously hurt him, but was careful to keep her pinned to the bed. If they were going to start another pillow fight like the last time they did this, he wanted the upper advantage. Letting his guard down for a few seconds, he rolled his eyes into the back of his head, pretending as if she had killed him with her words. Without a second thought, Mallory reached behind her, grabbed her pillow, and whacked him over the head with it. He tried to grab it from her, but she threw it across the room before he could get it out of her hands. Seeing that she had no other way to defend herself, she started tickling his sides, and he fell over onto his side of the bed. She was relentless, and didn't give up until he was able to grab both of her hands in one of his, and began to tickle her without mercy. She gave up eventually, and they fell on top of one another, already exhausted from their "war". He gathered her up in his arms and rested his head on top of hers.
"I should probably go make breakfast shouldn't I?" Wing asked.
"Unless you either want food poisoning or a very crispy meal I would say 'yes'" she replied.
"But that means we actually have to get up doesn't it?"
"Yeah, unfortunately." He said, "This almost makes me wish that everyone else was gone for another month or three."
"I know, but oh well, we just have to deal with life as it comes to us."
Mallory sighed and she just closed her eyes. Wildwing and Mallory got up, Wildwing headed out to the kitchen to make breakfast, while Mallory tried to clean up the mess that they had made in the bedroom.
TBC..
A/N~ School sucks, it really does. It may take me a while to crank out anymore of this story. I will try to get some done on the limited free time that I have on the weekends, but its not a guarantee. Please be patient. Thanks Bunches!
Author's Note~ Well y'all requested for it, so here it is, the sequel to Dancing in the Rain! I finally got up off of my overworked butt and decided to channel my creative energy into my fan fiction instead of my sketchbook. Thanks for all of your reviews on my first story! I'm glad to hear that y'all liked it so much. Laney Bug, yes there will be kids in here, but not in the way you might think ; ). And I will try to take the swearing out of this one, I guess going to a public high school kinda transforms these words into everyday vocabulary. Hehe sorry if it sucked some of the fun out of DitR. Anyways, review if you want to, say whatever you want to, whether it be constructive criticism or flames. Flames are fun, they help me to set things on fire.but if you read my other story you would already know about my pyro tendencies. Anyways enjoy!
~For the Love of Life~
Chapter One
Mallory was finally enjoying waking up in the morning, especially now that she had someone to wake up next to. She was just lying there, rambling off the days since everything had changed between Wildwing and her.
'Its been three days since my life has changed for the better' she thought 'Three days since we went shopping, since he gave me that necklace, since he kissed me and since he told me that he loved me'
She was in love with Wildwing with every fiber of her being. He had become her world, and it was a whole new experience for her. But with this relationship came so many questions that had no answers, at least not one's that she could answer herself. Every once in a while she asked herself if this was really the path that she wanted to go down, her heart had won her over but her mind was not dying quietly. She looked over at the still form next to her however, and her questions quieted, her mind clouded over with an emotion that she thought she had lost the ability to feel. Her love for him was now unending, and she knew that all her doubts would eventually disappear. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and was startled to feel his arms wrapping around her waist.
"Good morning baby" Wildwing nuzzled his beak into Mal's hair "How long have you been up?" His voice was muffled through her hair.
God how she loved Wing's early morning, messy look. His hair was ruffled and spread out everywhere, his eyes were clouded from sleep, and she could tell that he was trying to shake the cobwebs and haze out of his brain. He pulled her closer to him, her head was resting on top of his neck, his head was still lost in her tangled, disheveled hair.
"Only a few minutes, how about you?" was her reply.
Wing kissed the top of her head.
"A half an hour" he smiled.
She could always tell when he was smiling, it seemed to radiate off of him onto everything around him.
"And what were you doing for a half an hour?"
"Looking at you"
"Why?"
"I needed to convince my self that I'm not dreaming all of this"
"Your logical Wing, I wouldn't think it would take you more than two minutes to figure out that this isn't a dream."
"But ever since I met you, all I ever dreamed about was being here with you. Now that I have you, I need to make sure this is all real, because you are all I'll ever want or need."
Wildwing leaned in and kissed her, pinning her down to the bed. When the kiss broke she just looked up and smiled at him
"Next time you do that, get a tic-tac first" she said playfully.
"Oh, you know just how to ruin a romantic moment don't you?" he teased her back.
"I can't believe I'm touching you", they were on a full-blown teasing war now.
"Ouch hun, that one hurt!" Wing put his right hand over his heart, shifting all of his weight to his left forearm.
He jokingly pretended as if she had seriously hurt him, but was careful to keep her pinned to the bed. If they were going to start another pillow fight like the last time they did this, he wanted the upper advantage. Letting his guard down for a few seconds, he rolled his eyes into the back of his head, pretending as if she had killed him with her words. Without a second thought, Mallory reached behind her, grabbed her pillow, and whacked him over the head with it. He tried to grab it from her, but she threw it across the room before he could get it out of her hands. Seeing that she had no other way to defend herself, she started tickling his sides, and he fell over onto his side of the bed. She was relentless, and didn't give up until he was able to grab both of her hands in one of his, and began to tickle her without mercy. She gave up eventually, and they fell on top of one another, already exhausted from their "war". He gathered her up in his arms and rested his head on top of hers.
"I should probably go make breakfast shouldn't I?" Wing asked.
"Unless you either want food poisoning or a very crispy meal I would say 'yes'" she replied.
"But that means we actually have to get up doesn't it?"
"Yeah, unfortunately." He said, "This almost makes me wish that everyone else was gone for another month or three."
"I know, but oh well, we just have to deal with life as it comes to us."
Mallory sighed and she just closed her eyes. Wildwing and Mallory got up, Wildwing headed out to the kitchen to make breakfast, while Mallory tried to clean up the mess that they had made in the bedroom.
TBC..
A/N~ School sucks, it really does. It may take me a while to crank out anymore of this story. I will try to get some done on the limited free time that I have on the weekends, but its not a guarantee. Please be patient. Thanks Bunches!